Story Time Part 4

Ok, here's part 4 of story time. Once everyone was in the car, Ms..  Becky said that we had to stop at Walmart. I wasn't so happy about this since it was cold and late at night, so I was tired, but I dealt with it anyways. I don't actually know why we were at Walmart, for food I guess, but I do remember being there for a long time. All the kids were separating and walking around, except my sister Princess who was with my mom and Ms. Becky. I remember Dee being grumpy for some reason (probably cuz we were late to his performance), so Daniel and I were just adventuring Walmart for like half an hour. After that, my moms were done shopping, so they found the me, Daniel, and Dee. This is when the plot of the story starts coming. The part when we were waiting in line and saw a hobo staring at us.

Part 5 will be later. Sorry this is short. Peace and thnx for reading.

Story time part 3

Ok, so here's part 3. Like I said in part two, we were walking to the other side of the performing arts center. Remember, it was like 9:00pm so it was pretty dark in Oxnard. I could barely see, and since our phones were dead we didn't have a flash light. So, we walked through the crowds of people. Every minute or so, someone would walk up to Dee and congratulate him. Some girl even bought him flowers. We were mostly away from all the crowds, Daniel saw a dark red truck. It was our ride! That was good news. The bad news was that it was on the other side of the rode. Ok, ok, maybe that isn't really "bad" news, but if you saw how wide the rode was you would probably change your mind.  So me and my buds start jaywalking and then out of nowhere a car pops up! Daniel and Dee start running, but me... I didn't see the car until it was like a few feet away from me and started honking. When I saw it I froze like a deer until Dee snapped me out of it. Anyways, it took us a long time to cross the road because cars kept coming and coming, but at the end we made it to the car. My mom was like, "where were you guys?", and Ms. Becky started yelling at us. Funny because they left us but whatever. Anyways, this is not the end of the story. It's barely even the beginning, so get ready for part 4. (Oh, and sorry that my writing isn't that good in my story times. I just do these in a rush because I also have two websites to work on and a bunch of homework. Peace)